After hanging up the phone, both of them subconsciously looked at each other and spoke almost at the same time.

"Old Master Bo..."

"Old Master Bo is critically ill..."

Chen Chu laughed first, "Secretary Yang's phone number?"

Fu Yan looked down at her and curled her lips: "Secretary Fu's phone number?"

The two looked at each other for a second, and Chen Chu spoke first: "It seems that the information we received is the same."

Fu Yan led her out and the car parked in the open-air parking lot outside the hotel.

Although Fu Yan's right hand had been removed from the cast, the doctor suggested that he should rest for more than half a month before driving.

So tonight, the driving task naturally fell on Chen Chu's shoulders.

The two got into the car, Chen Chu put on his seat belt, turned his head and looked at Fu Yan: "A few days before my birthday, Mr. Bo was also critically ill once. This month only ten days have passed. This is Mr. Bo. The second time I was critically ill."

Fu Yan, who was standing beside him, raised his hand and touched her cheek: "He is almost ninety and ninety, so he can be considered a job."

Chen Chu had no regrets. She had no good feelings for Mr. Bo, whether it was in the past or now.

Now that he heard the news that he was critically ill and could not be saved, he thought more about the Bo family probably going to be in trouble for a while.

Bo Xinzhi and He Minglan are in the same mind. There is also Bo Xiangyang. After Mr. Bo left, the issue of will was enough for them to make trouble.

Chen Chu is now a person watching operas. The more chaotic the Bo family, the more she enjoys her watching.

As for bystanders, they always watch the fun without much trouble.

When Bo Wunian and Su Qi arrived at the hospital, Old Man Bo breathed a sigh of relief.

Before the person died, Bo Xinzhi started crying.

Bo is unlucky in his old age, but Bo Xinzhi is his father, the biological son of Mr. Bo. Now Mr. Bo is about to die. He cannot drive Bo Xinzhi out and prevent Bo Xinzhi from watching Mr. Bo die.

Bo Wunian looked at Bo Xinzhi coldly: "Grandpa has not yet died."

Bo Xinzhi was said by Bo Wunian, and his face suddenly turned pale. Old Man Bo on the hospital bed was looking at him.

He was obviously a man who was about to be a good person, but his eyes still scared him.

Bo Xinzhi froze for a moment, wiped his tears, and didn't dare to act anymore.

Bo Wunian walked to the bedside. As soon as the man walked over, Old Man Bo's hand suddenly hit the back of his hand.

He was also wearing an oxygen hood, and it was very difficult to breathe, and the sound of every breath was particularly loud.

Bo Wunian looked down at him and shouted: "Grandpa."

As soon as he finished speaking, the hand he put on his hand used a little more strength, as if he had used all his life's strength. Old Master Bo pinched his hand tightly: "Bo, Bo family, I'll leave it to you. .”

Bai Sheng helped to remove the oxygen mask. Old Master Bo spoke very hard, and he could say one word in almost a second: "Ah, Nian, guard, guard the Bo family!"

Old Master Bo suddenly gasped, his eyes crossed Bo's twilight years and looked at Su Qi behind him: "Okay, live a good life."

Mr. Bo was already talking about these five words. After saying that, he became more and more difficult to breathe. The monitoring instruments on the side began to be abnormal. Mr. Bo looked at Bo Wunian and seemed to want to say something, but he didn't. Let me say the opportunity again.
Chapter completed!